" Black Soluo, now that you have ascended to the Supreme Lord, why do you do things that harm the Returning Breath World?"
"With your current strength, you can do many things to change the predicament facing the Returning Breath World."
Mosuoli's voice had lost its previous sharpness, filled with resentment and questions, and she looked at Black Soluo with hopeful eyes.
Many things are beyond the control of these Lord of Souls; all they can do is a pitifully small amount.
But the Supreme Lord are different; they are the foundation of the Returning Breath World, and only they have the potential to change the current situation of the Returning Breath World.
As long as the Supreme Lord Black Soluo still acknowledges his identity as a being in the Returning Breath World, then they can communicate.
All the Lord of Souls ' gazes fell upon Black Soluo. If the matter could be resolved peacefully, it would be the best outcome for everyone.
The Returning Breath World can no longer withstand too much loss. In just a moment of fighting, more than thirty Level-Five Lord of Souls and one hundred Level-Four Lord of Souls have died.
As long as no new Lord of Souls Lord of Souls born, the death of each Lord of Souls accelerates the demise of the Returning Breath World!
Black Soluo forced a sinister smile, his gaze fixed on all the Lord of Souls as if they were idiots.
"This world is not worthy of my loyalty. Rather than letting the evil Wizard World control it, I'd rather destroy it with my own hands, concentrate all the power on myself, and absorb the primal power of all life souls—enough to significantly increase my strength."
"Don't worry, once I've increased my strength, I will avenge the Returning Breath World. I will Returning Breath World Wizard World for the harm it suffered, so they can also experience what it's like to be controlled."
The hysterical, distorted cries echoed in the ears of every Lord of Souls and every Stigmata Wizard, and reverberated in their hearts.
Black Soluo's words sent chills down their spines and made them tremble.
The madness of this newly Supreme Lord far exceeded their imagination!!
In order to increase his own strength, he actually wanted to destroy the entire Returning Breath World and absorb the primordial power of all life souls!
This is the world he was born in, the world he once protected with his life...
"You're insane! You're absolutely insane!"
All the Lord of Souls' gazes towards Black Soluo completely changed. In their minds, Black Soluo was a fanatic who, because of his resentment over the past defeat of the Returning Breath World, did something to destroy the world in order to increase his strength.
"You can stop me all you want, as long as you can."
Black Soluo's smile was cruel. This was the effect he wanted from those words: to make all life in the Land of Origin, including the Returning Breath World Will, believe that he was a fanatical but extremely talented Supreme Lord.
Try to keep him separate from Leo and Baturu as much as possible, so that suspicious eyes won't link them together.
Do not underestimate the intelligence of wizards. Three Supreme Lord died mysteriously one after another, and he advanced from level five to Supreme Lord in less than a thousand years. Choosing to advance during this period makes it easy to connect him with those Baturu.
There are many geniuses in the universe, but those who can reach their level are extremely rare. The appearance of even one is unprecedented. Now that they are appearing one after another, it is hard not to connect them.
"Considering we are all born from the same world, you may leave now, and I will not stop you."
"But if anyone doesn't leave, don't blame me. I will make you all one with me, and witness my great moment!!!"
Black Soluo grinned and roared, his massive body, like a black cloud pressing down on the sky, instantly exploded with terrifying energy, his Supreme Lord aura sweeping across the land.
Dozens of level-four lifeforms that were slightly closer were unable to resist the powerful aura emanating from the Supreme Lord.
The moment the pressure descended, his entire body exploded, like beautiful fireworks blooming in the sky!
The newly assembled Lord of Souls were bathed in the blood of their blasted comrades; fear and blood assaulted them, causing them to retreat dozens of miles in an instant.
Seeing this newly Supreme Lord, not a single one of the thousands of Lord of Souls dared to step forward!
Such a terrifying scene in the sky made the Sword Bearer Stigmata Wizard hide their bodies even lower, for fear of being seen by the Supreme Lord.
They were now certain that Black Soluo was a terrifying genius, a genius who harbored hatred because he was dissatisfied with his world's surrender!!
"Sir, let's go."
After hearing what Black Soluo had just said, the Stigmata Wizard were even more eager to leave.
Their strength was insufficient to stop this disaster, so rather than sacrifice themselves here in vain, they would rather take the intelligence back with them.
The intelligence they gathered was more valuable here than worthless sacrifices!
"How do I get out? Do you know how to leave here?"
The Sword Bearer's question silenced the Stigmata Wizard; they had been transported here by the World Will and truly had no idea how to leave.
None of the knowledge they acquired included much information about the World Land of Origin.
The Land of Origin felt more like an alternate dimension within the Returning Breath World, and they couldn't find a way out; they had no choice but to stay here!
They had already tried their teleportation and spatial magic when they were teleported in, but all of them failed.
None of the Stigmata Wizard could leave; it seemed they couldn't leave without the permission of the Returning Breath World Will.
"Hide well!!"
The Sword Bearer and the Stigmata Wizard carefully hid themselves; there was no need to needlessly throw away an opponent they were destined to lose.
They are not the Lord of Souls of the Returning Breath World; such suicidal acts should be left to those Lord of Souls who are loyal to the Returning Breath World Will.
Just as the Sword Bearer had predicted, after the negotiations broke down, the Lord of Souls who had just been forced back by the burst of energy charged forward again, seemingly without regard for their own lives.
This time, all the Lord of Souls have gathered here. Thousands of Lord of Souls united, and the aura they exude is no Supreme Lord Black Soluo!
It was equivalent to the clash of the auras of two Supreme Lord, causing the entire Land of Origin to tremble violently.
If such a terrifying battle were to occur in the universe, space itself would surely shatter, and spatial rifts would appear continuously.
However, apart from spatial tremors, no spatial rifts appeared here.
Even the Supreme Lord cannot break through the space here, let alone lower-level life forms!
The Sword Bearer's gaze was fixed on the clash between the two opposing auras, searching for any possible escape route.
Out of the corner of their eye, they suddenly noticed twinkling stars in the sky—the very stars they had first noticed converging towards the Supreme Lord, Black Soluo.
Following the direction of the stars' movement, the Sword Bearer seemed to see a book into which all the stars flowed.
The primordial energy river on the ground appeared to flow normally, but the moment it reached the body of the Supreme Lord Black Soluo, it vanished completely!
It seems there's another entrance that's swallowing up all the rivers formed from primordial energy.
All the Lord of Souls were focused on fighting the Supreme Lord and had no spare energy to pay attention to the situations in these two places.
"Damn it, this Supreme Lord Black Soluo is stealing energy from the World Land of Origin. His battles with these Lord of Souls are all an act."
The Sword Bearer instantly understood that what appeared to be a struggle between thousands of Lord of Souls and the Supreme Lord was actually a trap set by the Supreme Lord of Souls Black Soluo to prevent him from interfering with his energy theft.
"Sir, should we stop him from stealing?"
The Level Four Stigmata Wizard following the Sword Bearer asked questions after witnessing Black Soluo's theft of primal energy and his actions involving the stars in the sky.
The Sword Bearer remained silent in response to the question from the Stigmata Wizard, as did the other Stigmata Wizard, though some looked at him as if he were an idiot.
In the sky, more than four thousand Lord of Souls were still locked in a stalemate with Black Soluo, as howling energy swept across everything in the Land of Origin like a violent hurricane.
They are relatively safe now that they are outside the battlefield. If they were to intervene in the battlefield alone, not only would Level Four Stigmata Wizard die instantly, but even Level-Five Stigmata Wizard like the Sword Bearer would not survive.
The fact that no one spoke out meant that everyone knew it was pointless for them to witness the Supreme Lord Black Soluo's theft; they couldn't change anything.
They won't be able to find a way out; they'll all die here. Even if they find Black Soluo's biological father, it won't help.
Just as the battle reached a stalemate, Sword Bearer were still trying to find a way out, Black Soluo suddenly spoke with a hint of dejection, "Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore."
The cold voice instilled a sense of foreboding in everyone, an instinctive feeling that something terrible was about to happen.
Black Soluo opened his mouth wide, and a small, spinning silver teapot appeared in mid-air!
" The Endless Pot!!"
Incredulous shouts erupted from the Lord of Souls, drawing the attention of all the Sword Bearer.
The fame of the ' Endless Pot ' far surpasses that of other cosmic-level treasures, not because of its immense power, but because the ' Endless Pot ' is related to the death of a Supreme Lord!
The matter of Lord of Life death has become such a big deal that all these Lord of Souls know about it.
They also knew that the Endless Pot was in the hands of the Lord of Life.
The Endless Pot disappeared and its whereabouts are unknown after the death of the Lord of Life.
Now it has appeared from Black Soluo's hands...
The truth behind this sent chills down their spines!
Why is the Endless Pot with you?
A loud questioning voice rang out, but unfortunately, they received no answer.
The Endless Pot suddenly released soul radiation; at the moment the pressure of this cosmic treasure descended upon the Land of Origin, encompassing every inch of space...
Thousands of Lord of Souls, along with forty Stigmata Wizard who had been hiding, emerged from their bodies and poured into the Endless Pot without any resistance.
A cosmic-level treasure powered by Supreme Lord, capable of unleashing 100% of its power.
Countless corpses of the Lord of Souls fell silently from the sky, while the forty Stigmata Wizard on the ground simultaneously and unconsciously crashed to the ground.
Although the Sword Bearer was Level-Five Stigmata Wizard, the time it took for his soul to be forcibly extracted from his body was only one second later than that of the Level Four Stigmata Wizard.
The corpses, without a single wound, stared wide-eyed in terror; they had no chance to resist.
No matter how glorious the achievements of these Stigmata Wizard and Lord of Souls may have been, or how outstanding their glory may have been in their respective fields,
But at that moment, when their souls were sucked out of the Endless Pot, everything became just a fleeting ripple in the river of time.